I Became the Ultimate Boss Chapter 670: Replay the old tricks

"The experience bar rose slowly after the eighth second, and the number of kills decreased. Why? Is it because the player used the drug to resist the lethal period?" Kemeng looked at the experience bar and analyzed it silently. .

A large main city with unlimited capacity, but online players are not unlimited.

The planning and distribution of the Orange Stars is very reasonable, and the players who stay in the city are in the minority.

A large number of players are active in various monster areas, setting up alchemy factories.

Moreover, there are still a large number of players offline and rest, not all of them are online 24 hours a day.

According to the information found in the dream, in order to avoid an increase in mental illness, an eight-hour system is implemented. Work hours can only be done within the rules allowed, and the rest of the time is at the reasonable control of the Orange Stars themselves.

The players of the first echelon are always the heaviest group of people, living in the game for almost 24 hours.

In order to become the liver emperor, the player has agreed to intubate the body, and the nutrients needed by the body are input into the body through the tube, and then the bathing matter is also monitored by artificial intelligence, and then the automatic bathing machine is used to help clean the body.

Laza and other things are also monitored and cleaned by the machine to ensure that the Liver Emperor players can live in the game 24 hours a day.

Kemen looked at his experience bar, and felt that he could still linger, so he put down the resurrection props on the toilet floor, and then sacrificed his life again.

As the body disappeared and light regained, Kemon's level rose again.

The list of kills in the upper right corner is flowing repeatedly, and the screen is stuck again.

But the good times didn't last long. Kemon found that the experience gained this time was much less than before.

"Some players have gone offline." Kemon realized one thing, that fear would make them afraid to go offline.

Before they dared to walk around the city even if they died once, it was because the Orange Stars didn’t want to waste time and resources. They gambled that Amon’s skills could not be used multiple times, so they continued to order the people who were supposed to go to work to continue working, not a single moment. time.

This time is different. The Amon's poison that infects the whole world strikes again, indicating that Amon’s skills have a very short cooldown time, and it may even have a zero cooling time. They don’t have to stay on the line for the sake of face, after all. For every minute of staying online, there is a possibility of death.

Death is not particularly painful for them, and death is not the end. They just don't want to experience the uncomfortable feeling of turning into waste. It is really uncomfortable.

"At least half of it." Kemeng murmured. His sixth sense wouldn't go wrong in this regard. He really lost more than half of his experience.

The level was brushed, and it only stopped at level 695.

If those people are not offline, they may break through the 700-level mark.

Unfortunately, there is no if.

"We have to go, and get more advanced wool." Since Kemon has taken the shot, he can't stop, and must maximize the income of the player's wool route.

Inject a drop of magic power into the teleportation talisman, and Kemon is teleported to the large teleportation point in the main city of Graycastle, and then teleported to the first echelon's leveling area through the post.

Spirit Butterfly Snow Field.

The blue butterfly flies in the air. Its wings are small and beautiful. When the wings vibrate, they cast stars like stars in the sky.

But don't underestimate these stars. The energy contained in each star is comparable to a five-ton atomic bomb.

If the spirit butterfly is chased in anger, it will attract even more terrifying attacks.

Kemeng stood on this land. The snowstorm was supposed to cover the entire snowfield, but the air was warm and full of high-energy radiation.

Just take a breath, let the resistance force work throughout the body, and eliminate the high-energy radiation factor contained in the air.

Ahead, the fiery red sky seems to be burning up, the earth is shaking all the time, and the light of various skills and special effects fills half of the sky.

This is quite far from the main city of Graycastle. If there is no large-scale trans-regional teleportation array, the ghost knows how many days it will take to fly.

"There are only a thousand players, which is a bit missing." Kemeng used his spiritual ability to sense the number of players on the snowy field.

Fortunately, there are other advanced leveling areas near the snowy field, and the first echelon leveling group also exists.

Kemeng stood here, first planted a resurrection prop, and then sacrificed his life on the spot.

After that, in the blink of an eye, Kemeng was resurrected on the spot again.

A new kill list suddenly jumped out of the upper right corner, and the experience bar rose again.

However, the growth rate is really not fast. There are already a lot of players offline at this time. The main players are in the advanced leveling area. Some people have already received the wind and went offline directly, and some player teams saw it. The blood bar of the wild monster is about to be cleared. Anyway, it hasn't been poisoned by Amon's poison.

It's just that these lucky people never expected that the poisonous injury suddenly jumped for a long time, and the instant death became an indescribable waste.

After Kemeng brushed off all nearby players, the snowfield in front of him no longer quakes, and the special effects light no longer emits new colors.

It was so lively in the first second, two seconds have passed, and the senior players who were poisoned to death will not come back at all, just click to go offline and wait for the tenth clock to go offline.

Kemeng spread to the main city again, smashed a carbine, and killed the high-level players again.

Being offline takes time. If you are still in combat during the offline period, you cannot go offline freely.

Each of them can be offline, but the body will continue to be in a state of combat, and no one wants to lose the ranks like this.

So, after the high-level players were resurrected again, they hurriedly teleported away, and how far they ran.

If Amon can catch up, count him as ruthless.

Unfortunately, Kemun only has two legs and one body, and he cannot pursue hundreds of people at the same time.

As the advanced players fled, Kemon smashed the wool for the last time, let his level break through to 705, and then paused.

If the crowd wasn't too scattered, Kemeng felt like he kept reaching the 800th level.

He tried to chat privately with Nora and Nina, asking them if they had any new big moves.

Nara replied in a second: "No~IndoMTL.com~ It's interesting to see you chase them."

Nina: "You are a big move yourself."

"I mean, can we bring people together again," Kemon said.

Nara: "You mean to move any plural items in the world to one coordinate? Wake up, I'm not that great."

Nina: "If you have any new ideas, you can find us again."

Kemeng closed the private chat window, his eyebrows were beating, and he always felt that he couldn't talk with these two fairies more, the sense of crisis rose and disappeared slightly.

He had an instinct. Just now, the two twins wanted to dig a hole and bury him, but they might be concerned about the existence of the evil **** Cthulhu, and there is no more to follow.

Because of this inspiration, Kemeng understands a little bit. The two are the clones of evil gods, and the backer is Niya.

They regarded Ke Meng as a clone of the evil god, and Cthulhu was the backer behind Ke Meng, and they regarded him as the same kind.